Friday 24 April 2015

00014---------जीवन ( Life)Hindi Poem--D-0018/221)With English Translation

 
 
जो लिखा है, भाग्य में ,
जीवन चलता अपनी राह,
 नहीँ बदलती पगडंडी ,
नहीँ बदलती राह ,
लाख कोशिशेँ करते है,,
 मिट जाती है,अपनी चाह,----------(1)
  ढोया हम ने जीवन भर ,
स्वयम सामने पाया सागर ,
 रह तैरते, हाथ  फेंकते ,
चलते -चलते ,गिरते ,उठते
हर कोशिश मेँ  थकते जाते ,
साल बीत ते, जाते माह -----------(2)
कोई प्यार की राह पकडता ,
पूजा पाठ मेँ डूबा रहता ,
लाख कोशिश करने पर,
 मिल जाते जब अपने घर,
 बड़े प्रेम से इंहेँ सजाते ,
मन ही मन हम हर्षाते,
 हवा के झोंका ऐसा आता ,
जाता, देता उस को ढाह -------(3)
 किससे अपना दुख बांटें,
 कच्चे धागे, कच्चे नाते ,
 बोझ तले दब जाते है,
 मन के टुकडे हो जाते है,I
 बोझिल मन और घायल दिल
केसे देखे , इनको खिल
दुःखी आदमी, टूटा मन
क्या पिया ,क्या खाय---------(4)
(अर्चना व राज)

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(Note-Both English and Hindi Poets have written a lot about Mysticism and a third power controlling our life,though an ideology in crisis with Science with its limitation of measuring the things with instruments etc.But Life is life beyond any full description ,our experiences in life most of the times belie everything)
We try our best to change the mode of life and want to to run it the way ,we want.Despite every efforts,it seems ,it does not happen so,The life goes its own way,even small lanes and big roads have their say.We find before us a vast sea with unlimited water.Like a swimmer,we try our best to reach the shore,we swim all the time,try our hands and legs to continue,we seem to be sinking ,but struggle and struggle to survive knowing  that the life is precious .We are ready again for our journey,Every efforts make us tired of,years go and months are spent and spent in this work-----(1)
Even some people are after love or some people seek solace in the worship,A time comes ,when we get our own home,we decorate it with love with each and every moment meant  only for joy ,A gush of wind most of the times break and shatter our dream and everything is lost within a wink of time-----(2)
Whom to share with the grief at heart,unripe and false relationship like weak string,Heavy efforts undertaken till now suppress us and Heart is broken ,it is wounded also,Our work take us to  remedial steps all the time and want them to bloom and bloom.All the men are sad with heart broken(over the loss suffered in the world),at this time ,nothing suits us to eat and drink ,we are left agap---------(3)
(Raj)

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